Message 2

[Spoken]

Hi, it's María

I'm laying in my bed looking at a sequoia tree right outside my window

I've been thinking a lot about how trees communicate

With each other and with us

They speak in centuries, slow and steady

Through an entire network of mycelium mushrooms beneath the ground that we can't even see

And although silent to us, they nourish and protect each other

There's a beauty in the silence

But I think that you'll hear their voices in these songs

This one is called "Puddles"

[Verse]

Picture this

I see you

At thе foot of my bed

As you watch me undress

I wanna bе next to you